Washed out…

I’ve had a day of sorting out the shelves at the top of my wardrobes today. The hat I wore to Matthew and Emma’s wedding twenty-one years ago looks so sad. A fraction of its former glory. And it’s been in a bag all the time. My extra, a photo to share of We4 and our dear mum on the day. She loved it!

I also found other treasures, plenty of very old sun creams, lots of fabric and several airline curtesy packs.

A mostly satisfying day. Beautiful sunshine outside while I sorted! And D and eight other boys have arrived safely in Shropshire for the spring walking holiday. Good news.